Fashion Advice

'What should I wear for my date with my boyfriend tonight, slave?'

The young woman's unexpected question somewhat puts me on the spot! It is not really my place, as a mere municipal footslave, to offer fashion advice to a superior being like her. However, a slave must always answer a mistress, and seek to please her, so I tentatively offer my humble thoughts on the matter:

'Oh pray, pretty mistress, if it pleases you, pretty mistress, this slave humbly opines that the mistress would look good in anything, mistress, on account of her great beauty, madam, begging your female pardon for my slavish forwardness, miss. But perhaps her manly, and no doubt handsome and clever, boyfriend would appreciate her in a pretty dress, madam?'

She tuts:

'Tch! I don't mean that, stupid slave! I mean on my FEET, an' that! OMG, why would I want fashion advice about my upper clothing from the likes of you, imbecile? Are you so high and mighty that you can't even focus on my feet and footwear, f**kwit slave?'

I could kick myself for being so stupid in misunderstanding the customer-mistress's question!

'Oh pray, pretty mistress. Please forgive this stupid slave, pretty mistress. I'm just a dumbass slave, mistress!... With regards to your pretty feet, mistress, the sneakers and socks you have on now are indeed most attractive, miss, in this slave's humble opinion, miss. I'm sure your boyfriend would be happy to see you with the footwear you have on, mistress?'

She becomes even more exasperated at my inept advice:

'For f**k's sake, slave! I've, like, been wearing these sneakers and socks on my feet all day, an' that! They're minigin', innit though? Is you such a f***wit that you can't even see that, an' that?'

'Oh pray, mistress. I do apologise, mistress! Please don't hurt me, miss. I'm just a stupid slave, madam!'

'Tch! Kiss my feet, slave!'

And with that she has no hesitation in imposing her 'minging' sneakers and socks on my menial mouth, even if they clearly aren't good enough for her to wear whilst meeting up with her boyfriend. That's because she has respect for him. Whereas she utterly despises me!

And rightly so!  

Kindly asking for my fashion advice

I duly proffer my humble advice though, foolishly, I focus on what I think the pretty mistress should wear on her upper body!

She angrily orders me to kiss her feet...

...and imposes her 'minging' sneakers on my menial mouth!

I also have the added indignity of having to observe at close quarters her creased and sweaty socks that have, apparently, been on her feet all day (it's now early evening)!

This bright young woman clearly has no compunctions about imposing her manky, day-long sneakers and socks on my face...

...even if they aren't good enough for her boyfriend to see on her feet!

I most humbly and apologetically kiss the young woman's feet following my failed fashion advice

Meanwhile, she looks down on me with utter contempt

How DARE I voice an opinion on what she would wear above the ankles!

She then storms off - probably to report me for insolence to her boyfriend...

...after she has changed out of her current sneakers and socks, of course!

I can only hope and pray that he doesn't decide to come round and kick my face in with his manly boots...

...and that the happy couple have an enjoyable and hot date tonight!

 

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